User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717172104/@comment-4677325-20190723053430

Abbott Quentin sighed and nodded solemnly before stepping over the window and looking out of it, the sunlight casting a golden hue on his thin fur. “...Yes, I long for the days when safety was merely a precaution. Now, it is absolutely paramount.”

He took a deep breath, his gaze turning back towards Bluestripe. “I wish I could say Redwall Abbey was a safe haven, but I cannot tell the false truth without the guilt weighing heavily upon my conscience. Despite our best efforts, we have had our own fair share of incidents.”